I am the soul of desire, The pleasure, the passion, the prayer; O, when shall my love for thee tire? Beloved, thou art fearfully fair And I am the soul of desire! I am the soul of desire, I call with the tones of the sea, With the infinite yearn of the sea. I am thrilled with my love as a lyre Is thrilled with the songs that transpire For love, and I thirst as a fire For thee! For thy indolent hands and thy hair -- O beloved! thou art fearfully fair And I am the soul of desire! I am the soul of desire, O where shall I find thee? My love shall consume thee entire, My passion shall bind thee! For a day and a night and a morrow, Thy body and soul shall be mine Till the laughter of love and the sorrow Are shed thro' thy senses like wine. Where thy bosom is bare My love shall suspire; Thou art fair, O beloved, thou art fearfully fair! And I am the soul of desire! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH FOR A SOLDIER by DAVID IGNATOW ECSTASY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ANCHORED TO THE INFINITE by EDWIN MARKHAM THE WHITE LIGHTS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON DRIFTERS: BELLA COOLA TO WILLIAMS LAKE by KAREN SWENSON |